What did we do before the days Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram to record the beauty of every day life? How would anyone know how lovely my lunch might be on any given day? I don’t think UK artist Elaine…
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As we travel and move from rental to rental, Mr. Forager and I talk a lot about our future permanent home. We think about our ideal life, which, aside from a smallish house in the Northwest, can be a…
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Please forgive me for getting this latest This Artsy Life post up a bit tardy. The last seven days have been a bit out of whack around these parts, with our beloved ( and much relyed on! ) Macbook…
Confession: there are times when I am bored by art. Not often, but Mr. Forager will testify that it’s pretty obvious when I’m not crazy about the work I’m looking at.. my eyes just kinda glaze over or even…
Ever throw a party, then wake up the next morning to a completely disheveled house, yet revel in the knowledge that you know a good time was had? The work of California artist Kim Squaglia, with its effusive confetti-like…
During our time here in Joshua Tree, Mr. Forager & I often find ourselves talking about what makes this place so different compared to everywhere else we’ve lived. Apart from the obvious, there is such an openness to the…
Collage seems to be the “it” medium these days. And why not? It takes a gifted eye for composition, color, and visual texture to make a collage that stands out amid the throng. French artist Pascaline Dargant’s collages are…
21st century humans are over thinkers. In this age of almost unlimited information access, we Google it, Wikipedia it, overanalyzing most anything and everything that comes our way. The moments in which we just lose ourselves to what is…
Happy Valentine’s Day, Artsies! Back in my singleton days, February 14th brought out the snarky cynic in me. I even owned and regularly sported a “Love Stinks” t-shirt. But ever since Mr. Forager finally realized he loved me, I’ve…
As a young girl, my favorite books where those filled with delicately drawn illustrations portraying the fantastical world of dancing princes, ogres and pretty maidens. Those drawings would become so ingrained in my mind that if I dreamed of…